Chapter 25
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Tobias' POV
We stand, watching as five men exit each jeep. I count them. Thirty men and five helicopters against three men. Not that fair, I would say. But that would only be if we had no powers. I smile, standing straight as the man in charge walks towards us, beret lopsided like his grin. I hoped my own smile would unnerve him, but he just keeps walking towards us. Ten paces, nine paces, eight paces, seven paces, six paces, five paces.
"Don't use your powers until I say," says Kevin out of the corner of his mouth. I acknowledge this silently, and hear a whirr. From the corner of my eye I see Kevin has a hand behind his back, holding some sort of glowing object. The man gets closer.
Three paces, two paces, one pace. He stands in front of us, eyebrows raised.
"Well this didn't go as planned, did it?" He says with a sweet smile and a voice which decreed we are toddlers. I grin wider, hoping I would get to throw this man way up in the air. He looks at me.
"Something funny?" he asks, and I shake my head. He continues "well, I'll dismiss the pleasantries. Grab them," he says, and begins strutting back towards his men.
"NOW!" Kevin yells. I throw my hands forward, diving as I do so, and rolling before standing up and seeing the mr super cool general fly over the line of jeeps, and grinned as I threw half of the men who stood before me in their orderly little line. The others have fallen into the trees to the side of our little clearing though, courtesy of Uriah's messing with gravity. I hear a FWOOOOSH! And glance backwards, seeing Kevin with his gun pointed at the sky. And the helicopters explode. Flames burn through the air, following splashes of fuel and shrapnel. I look at Kevin, grinning. He grins back, and we pull out our cars.
"Let's go," I say, and we get in. I switch to flight mode, and soar into the sky, as my job is being the distraction whilst Uriah and Kevin obliterate the hangar of our enemies base from the outside. Then, I will go into the entrance through the shop as the guards rush to the hangar. Uriah and Kevin will do some breezy moves and we'll meet up. With most of the guards gone. The plan sounds like it will go worse than I expect, but we'll see. It's all we have. I fly towards the city, and slow as I glide across the bay, enjoying the expressions on the faces of onlookers as I fly by. I turn inland, and fly just above the streets, before flying over the rooftops, switching to ET mode. I drop down onto a roof, and fly from one building to another like a worm moves through the earth. I contiue this for a while befoer I choose to go up a big office building as Kevin did. I drive off a roof and land horizontal onto the glass that covers the office I now reside on. I step on it.
It's fantastic, practically flying up this smooth glass. I put the roof down and grin as the wind rips through my hair, ruffling it. I reach the top of the building, and fly into the air. I switch to air mode, and wings extend from my car. I turn back towards the ground, flying straight at it. Lower, lower, lower. And I pull up, soaring over the street, a smile plastered on my face. I tune into the comms.
"Guys, you done?" I ask.
"Wait a minute Four. Little bit more. Tiny bit more. Incy wincy bit more, and... Just a second. Wait for it, it's getting there, and... Nearly th-AHHHH!" I hear a cry of terror and freak out for a second, before smiling at Uriah's idiocy.
"Come on Uri, surely that's a fail even by your standards," I say, grinning as I realise that he was just surprised by the blast. I stop grinning when I see the jets following me, accompanied by the jeeps which drive over cars without harming them below. That makes me freak, and I fly faster, circling around the bay. Slowly, the cars drift back, but two jets still sit behind me. Then they open fire, yellow pieces of death flying past my cockpit. I try a spin. My stomach lurches and I try not to be sick. I scroll down my weapons menu. And settle on the tail bombs. These seem suitable. I shrug, press them, and nearly jump out of my skin as my enemies explode, trailing fire as the fall toward the city below. I grin, and fly over the square where I should find our little shop. I climb out the car, and shrink it in midair, before falling, down, down down. I pull the cord on my parachute and glide down to earth where I retract my parachute and run into the little shop where everything kicked off. I walk into the changing rooms, and move towards the back of them. I knock on the wall and press our guards keycard to it. The wall slide open, and I step inside of a world of white. Red lights flash in the ceiling, and I hear faint gunfire, obviously from the hangar. I begin to run, glancing at my watch to see where the prison is. White corridor after white corridor, and I keep running, not looking back, not thinking about the guards who could be found following me. I skid around a corridor and find another corridor, lined with doors, made of cold, hard metal. I pull out my pistol, and place a silencer on it, before I see the guard who guards this place, and shoot him, only thinking of Tris now. She's behind one of these doors. I use my powers and force apart each door until there is only one left. I force it open, and look upon the huddle of people crouching on the floor. Zeke, Shauna, Marlene, Will, Christina, and Tris.
"Hey guys. Let's get you out of here," I say, and Tris flies up at my voice, running into my open arms. I hold her tight, not ever wanting to let go. I breath in the scent of her hair, relishing her arms around my torso, feeling the euphoria her touch brings me.
"Tris," I breathe into her hair, wishing I could sit here forever. But no. I break our embrace, and look at the others.
"Time to get out of here." I say. The rest of the group regain their feet, raising themselves to their feet. Zeke grins.
"Let's go, mate," I grin at him, and we're running down the corridors, towards the exit, our freedom. I hardly notice as Kevin and Uriah join us, bringing them with some 'friends'. But we run on, whilst the guards fall to the new floor, crashing through the wall.
"Good job, Uri!" I yell back to him. We make it to the exit, to the shop, where we will escape this nightmare of white. We run into the square, and stop. There stands two men. One, immaculate, suit perfect, hair gelled with the skill of a thousand hairdressers. His sublime appearance shocks me. How can anyone look, that. Good? My thoughts slow as I behold the man beside him. Mr Green.
"Hello, Four, Kevin, Uriah. I see you've come to complete our set!" He grins, fat rippling across his face. I scowl.
"You manipulative bastard. You stinking, rotten piece of shit!" I yell. He puts a hand over his mouth in fake shock.
"My my. Such rotten language from such a nice young boy. The youth these d-" he is cut off by the other man, if he is a man, and not some alien from another planet.
"Please, Mr Green, do stop, your speech bores me," he says, fake yawning. Mr Green scowls, but shuts up, thankfully.
"Just let us go," I say, knowing it won't help anyone.
"I think you know I can't do that," he says. I smile grimly.
"It doesn't surprise me." I admit, grabbing a crate with my mind, I throw it at him. But it stops. Spins, and gets thrown back at me. I duck, and the crate smashes, orange juice staining curtains inside the nearby cafe as blood soon would. Another crate is hurled at me, at us. But this one is broken into sharp shreds. I deflect some, but can't stop them all. Shauna has her skin shorn away from her shoulder. Uriah takes a splinter, screaming. I am joined in the shout of 'SHUT UP URIAH!' Shauna falls onto a chair nearby, where Zeke kneels down beside her. My eyes narrow, and the onslaught begins. I throw crate, flower pot, anything I can at him.
And it just comes flying back again. Tris summons jets, swords, flaming arrows, flying at him in one huge volley. Nothing happens. Uriah reverses gravity, but only Mr Green flies away. I grin at him flpating away, and give him a little wave, before returning my focus to our friend who deflects attack after attack, even as Zeke swipes at him with the claws of a lion before flying back, after taking some invisible punch.
"Guys! I yell, as Christina stands with Will, who has helpfully summoned a force-field to shield us, but now it is just debris, and flashes of energy passing between us. We stop.
"Is this really getting you anywhere?" Sneers our opponent helpfully. I frown. We are doing nothing. Nothing at all to him.
"Tris." I whisper out of the corner of my mouth. "On three, fire a beam of energy at him," I say. "One. Two. Three!" I yell, and fire all the force I can at him, accompanied by a beam of concentrated green light. He stumbles backand falls into the fountain.
"Uriah!, Zero G!" He obeys and our enemy floats into the air among droplets of water. Zeke charges then, launching himself up, smacking the now not-so immactulate man in the face, clawing at him, crushing him. The fountain turns red and we run to it, observing the now dead body of 'Mr Lanie' as Tris is calling him. I grin, and high-five everyone. But not everyone is okay, as blood pumps out of Shauna's shoulder, she is sobbing in pain on the floor. The cobblestones are stained red. The wound wasn't deep, not fatal, but green was spreading around it, and the blood was thick, punctuated by bits of grisle.
"She won't survive," says a voice behind us. The voice of someone who died just a second ago. I turn, but there is not Mr Lanie. Mr Lanie is still at the bottom of the fountain. But now, something is rising from his body, writhing, dripping with blood, like Mr Lanie is giving birth to some black void consisting of an aura which seems to suck the light from the sun. The light in the square low, like a shadow has fallen across the burning glory far above us. Te void forms a body, or... is it a body? No, a mishapen hunk of meat, on all fours, bound by chains, flesh hanging from its ribs, the heart of this creature visible through its ribcage, the mouth held up not by bones but flesh, from which protrudes twisted, mishapen teeth, yellow and rotted.
"This is what I have become. A creature of hell. Once I was beautiful, you see, a god. I shaped this world, created it. Without me, you would not be here. I spawned all these gods you believe in today, and have ever been believed in. I commanded them to help this world, make it thrive with life. But no, they would not help me. They destroyed me, taking kingdoms for themselves, for they could not stand being controlled. They sentenced me to the Earth, trapping me inside my own creation, and they left behind their own legacies, sealing me inside my prison, forming the walls in from their own flesh. Now, they make what you call 'tectonic plates'. But they only get their power as people worship them, and in this age of technology where so many scientific theories are being proven, those who believe in the respective gods are diminishing, religions smallening. And so my cage, my prison, weakened, and I rose to the surface. I took on the form of Mr Lanie here," he says, waving a claw at the fountain, "and I began my search for you little things who had inherited some of my powers which I had to release to come to the surface of my prison. I struck deals, and teamed up with Mr Green, who you have kindly taken off my hands. Now, I can regain my full power by taking my powers back from you. Of course, this means I will have to kill you. Nothing personal, you understand. I merely wish to collect what is rightfully mine." And with that, the abomination that inhabited Mr Lanie leapt forward, straight for Tris, who jumped out of the way. He soared into the cafe, right over Marlene and Shauna's heads. The tables scattered, flying across the square. I narrowly dodged one, whilst Christina had a forcefield cast by Will around her, deflecting the assorted tables and chairs flying past her. The creature crawled from the wreckage of glass, and tablecloths, dragging wuite a few of these items with it, giving the impression of a deranged Granny dressed in her kitchen who had crawled from her grave. A starange image, I know, but it is roughly accurate. Now, the creature advanced towards me, slowly. The green beams of light fired at him merely dissipated, and the force I hurled at him did nothing, only disturbing the rubble behind it. Zeke became a bear, and advanced on our enemy, charging with a roar and being smite out of the air in his leap by a lightning fast strike of claw, but no bodily harm appears to be done as Zeke lies as a human on the floor. Will casts a spherical forcefield around it, momentarily stopping the creature as it slipped around inside the ball. I took my car from its place in my pocket, and enlarged into the bike form had discovered it had. It was a beautiful piece of craft, interlocking pieces of silken glass. I climbed on, and began driving, followed closely by the rest of the group on their own bikes. I speak over the comms.
"We cannot stop this creature, so we must simply avoid it. I'll place a call through to the Agency to send in military aid, who might help us. It's a long shot, but it's all we've got. Okay?"
"Okay,"
"Okay,"
"Okay,"
"Okay,"
"Okay," I receive from all but one, which I try to put it out of my mind.
(Btw, get the reference? ;D)
I call the Agency, and demand military aid.
"ETA five minutes for air support, ten for land. Try and stay away. I obviously can help you very little and as the phones operator, and I have never known anything like this, but heck. Keep going, I'm sure you guys can." I thank the operator, and patch the call to the others so they know what's happening. We keep driving, and I tell the others how we can use the cars for evasive manuevers (I forget the spelling, that's probably wrong). And we know we shall have to use them as Mr Lanie comes running up behind us, leaping and bounding after us, after me, as the person at the back of the group. He leaps forward, redy to land on me, and I tap a button sending compressed air out at the ground, firing me onto the nearest rooftop. I skate on the tiles, but gain control as the bike adjusts. I see Uriah complete the same maneuver, flying up onto the other rooftop and speeding along. The road then begins to widen, and we drive up a highway entrance, so we can speed up. I jump back onto the road, and drive ahead of the group, ensuring cars move to the side of the road, away from this crazy bicyclist. Three of us break off and jump over to the other lane, using assorted means to jump oer cars and swerve around them. It is then that the military arrive, jets soaring just above us, ruffling my hair. I patch into their comms.
"Okay, we're gonna lead this thing to Jesus. I'm assuming he can make it after us when we fly, so we'll take him to Jesus, and you'll have to destroy the statueat the base, to fall on it. I explain my makeshift plan doubtfully. I receive an affirmative though, and the five jets who have come to our aid go for a quick pass to try and do damage to the creature with bullets. They fire, but nothing much happens. The creature only seems to get larger, absorbing energy from the bullets. Absorbing energy from the bullets!
"HOLD YOUR FIRE!" I yell. "This thing absorbs all energy we throw at it!. We have to suck away the energy!" I realise.
Zeke's POV
I grin at good ol' Four taking the lead and commanding the jets, figuring everything out like a soldier.
"Alright, flight mode, guys, let's take this thing to Jesus the lord!" I hear Four yell. We switch to flight mode, and rise into the air, becoming the jets we now have aiding us.
"Land support has arrived. They are heading to intercept and try to harm the creature. They've been equipped with some new types of bullets, designed for taking cars out. They pierce the car and suck the energy from it so the car cannot escape. Hopefully they do a similar thing here," I hear one of the pilot's voices say. We loop around, and head towards Jesus, in all his glory. I glance back and see our fleshy friend on ripped, torn wings flying after us. I see infantry below, and grin as bullets fly up at our oppenent, ripping holes in the flesh, and not increasing his now huge size. He looks about the size of a bloody mansion, but he is taking fire, from missiles and bullets below. This pleases me, but this creature gets nearer still. Nearer to me, at the back of the group. He gets close enough to hit me, and swipes at me. I spin away, speeding up as we reach Jesus.
"Guys, go into glider mode so you can dismount easily," I hear Four over the comms. I search for it on the screen in front of me, and press it. The car transforms and cloth wings protrude from the frame which now holds me up. We reach the base of Jesus, and land.
"FIRE!" I hear Four's yell, and see the jets behind the enemy fire, jets blasting missiles, an I also see the missiles cresting the hill from tanks below.
"RUN!" I yell, seeing our position right below the statue, and we run. Down steps, away, faster, faster. I see the missiles fly above us, see the face of dismay on the creature as I dive behind the concrete base of Jesus the redeemer, along with everyone else. An explosion, numbing my ears, and rubble, falling past us, bouncing over our heads. I look up, and see the creature as it frantically flies backwards, but Jesus falls in all his holy glory, redeeming the horrible soul he falls upon, healing it.
Tobias' POV
Dust, rubble. I look at everyone else. They are all okay. My ears ring, but I make it to my feet, and behold the rubble below, plenty of pieces still rolling and I see the huge pile of Jesus, who probably just saved us. But no. From that wreckage rises a creature, but not the one we were fighting, oh no. This is thing of beauty so sublime I cannot bear to look at it. From this new creature, a glow rises, the sun shining down on it. It runs down the rubble, and leaps up onto the ledge in front of us. It lets loose a cry of agony, staring at us.
Then it stops, collapses, and looks up at us with a wimper.
"Thank you," it manages. Quietly, gently, hoarsely. I smile.
"It was nothing." I say.
"Ah, but you returned me to my full glory, and now I see. I see the whole story." He says. With that, ranks of beings of undescribable beauty place themselves beside him.
"Gods," I breath. They all embrace each other. There is the Christian god, a large group of Egyptian gods, Allah, Zeus, and a host of Greek gods, plus so many more, greeting each other with hugs and words of quiet glory. I grin, and smile with the others beside me. At length, the gods turn to me, to us. None of them speak, but they come forward and bestow upon us a medal, one each. Upon these medals are carvings of some ancient, unspoken language as old as time itself. They gleam, in all that is holy and all that has witnessed beauty in its one true form; that of the gods before us. I hold the medal, and feel powerful. Powerful beyond compare. I smile at these gods, and they smile back, in wondrous beauty. They smile at us, and that is the best thank you anyone could ever receive. It filled me to the brim with happiness, euphoria, and the ability to know and discover things no other human can. Then, they start disappearing, into wisps of golden dust, flying away, glinting in the evening sun. At last, one remains. He grins at us.
"I wish I could say more than thank you, than sorry, but it is all I can give you. You saved me from the creature I became and no words can express my thanks. I thank you, and know that in all this time you live on the Earth, we shall be thankful, I shall be thankful. I shall be there whenever any of you need me. I hope that sometimes, you can look at the sky, and think of me, of us, and know that we watch over you, forever thankful." I nod, we all do, and he disappears in golden dust. I look at the others.
"Let's go home," I say, and we all nod.
"Tobias! Ari!" I hear Tris' call from the kitchen of our home. "Dinner!" She says. Me and Ari run inside and sit down for dinner, bangers and mash.
"Ari, check it out," I say to our seven year old son, pointing to Tris as she serves the food.
"It's your favourite!" I say. Ari grins.
"YAAAAY!" He yells, bouncing up in his seat. Tris puts the food on the table, and we eat our dinner. And at this moment, on a warm evening in July, 2025, I feel at peace, the best I have felt in so long. I look to the sky, and thank all those in heaven for my happiness, and know they thank me too, from their place above.
"Tobias?" I hear my darling Tris. I look back to the world around me, at Ari, our beautiful son, then at Tris, my lovely wife. She smiles and gives me a wink, and I grin.
And there it is. The end. Man, it's been a journey. I wish I could continue this, and sometime, I may. But, as so many authors of Fanfiction have said before, I cannot fathom the need to continue writing. It's been a fantastic journey, this has, and I thank all those who have reviewed, favourited, and followed, I cannot describe how happy you make me feel. I thank you profusely, and hope anyone who has read this has a fantastic life. I do not know if I will continue writing, but if I do, it shall be on Wattpad and will probably not be about Divergent. However, I may return to Divergent one day, with another story to put on . If that day comes, I hope that all of you who have come on this journey will see it and smile.
So, that's it. It's all over. If you wish to follow me on Wattpad, where I will potentially release a story, I am 'personwhoiscool22'. (unsurprisingly.)
For the last time, I thank you, and I bid you,
Toodle Pip
Joe J.